The Devil Who Grants Wishes - Chapter 187
187 – Faith (5)
“aaah…”
“Thank you everyone for your hard work today…”
As the sun turns red and sets, today’s training ends there.
As soon as the notification announcing the end of the sparring was announced, the warrior party, who had been desperately standing on shaky legs until just a moment ago, fell to the floor as if they had never done so before. Dirt stains every part of the body, but no one is sane enough to care about such things.
No, I actually don’t think it’s a bad thing that the floor is made of dirt. If it had been a stone floor, it would have been cold or hard and would have been painful, but since it was dirt, wasn’t it still quite soft?
“How about going back and resting first?”
In the end, Keros opened his mouth and tried to guide the hero party. If you rest on the dirt floor like this, won’t you be able to rest properly?
First, soaking in a bathtub filled with hot water to relieve tense muscles, and then resting on a soft bed cannot even be compared in terms of relieving fatigue on a dirt floor.
“No… I’ll just accept your heart, Croquette.”
“We don’t like that either… We can’t move…”
“Strength… Lift…”
But unfortunately, such a thing is impossible for a party of heroes. Soaking in a bathtub to relax your tense muscles and lying down on a soft bed? I can’t even walk to the bathtub because my legs are so shaky that I can’t even walk in the first place.
Recovery magic will also require frequent training in the future, and if you rely on recovery magic each time, your body may forget how to recover, so Faust banned it, so the current warrior party feels like they are literally being tortured alive. I just fell down on the dirt floor and trembled.
“…”
Among the party of warriors shaking their bodies like earthworms wriggling after being stepped on, Lucia is looking at the sky with her mouth tightly shut.
Well, it’s one thing that Lucia’s body is shaking and she’s lying on the floor because she can’t walk properly, but right now Lucia isn’t so busy that she’s distracted by physical pain.
Lucia thinks.
The fight with my dad today.
The fact that my dad couldn’t concentrate on the fight properly.
‘…What the hell was that?’
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If you look at the fact that he was so strong that he knocked out the warrior party, you could say that Faust was focused on sparring, but that was not the case.
This is because Faust has been adjusting his strengths and weaknesses to match the level of the warrior party.
I have never before exercised so much power that it put such a strain on my body.
‘But you did that today.’
But Faust just did not do that. Literally, I was so distracted by other thoughts that I couldn’t adjust the difficulty level properly.
Lucia saw through that fact, and even as the hero party was groaning and writhing on the floor, she remained calm and thought about the reason.
‘Has there been another woman?’
Lucia, who knows very well that her father has been meeting with Belial and Gaia without their knowledge, wonders if it has something to do with this incident.
In Lucia’s life so far, every one of the problems her father had been concerned about had to do with women.
‘Seraphia was a woman, Iris was a woman, Irene was a woman, Gaia was a woman, Belial was a woman… Hmm, there are too many.’
“Lucia, is there a problem?”
Aigo Keros approaches Lucia, who is deep in her thoughts and thinking.
Everyone else is crawling on the ground, making groaning noises, but if Lucia is the only one who keeps her mouth shut and just stares at the sky without saying a word, she cannot help but be noticed.
No, even if Lucia wasn’t that noticeable, Aigokeros’ purpose from the beginning was to protect Lucia, so he would have talked to Lucia at least once anyway.
“Ah, Croquette. Can you tell me where Dad is going?”
“If you tell me where…”
“Dad always goes out when we rest at night. It doesn’t seem like the purpose of going out is to grant a wish.”
Oh, Keros listens to Lucia’s question and becomes lost in her thoughts.
Can I tell you that Faust goes to the Faust Church every night and remodels it?
Of course, he did not bother to listen to his master, Faust, who told him not to tell him.
If it is not specifically mentioned, it is said that it is the devil’s specialty to interpret what has not been mentioned as he wants, but even if he is a devil, Faust and Aegokerus do not mention the relationship between master and subordinate, and things that can be harmful to the master. Even if you didn’t do it, you shouldn’t do it.
“…He is dealing with those who believe in Faust. Every night, he goes to the Archdiocese of the Aquileian Empire and strives to de-authoritarianize the faith of the fanatics.”
But Aigoceros chooses to tell the truth.
Aigokeros thinks that telling the truth would not necessarily harm Faust, and above all, Lucia is also Aigokeros’ co-owner. There is no servant anywhere in the world who would refuse to tell the truth when the master asks him to.
“Uh… Really? Hmm, did you find a pretty nun…?”
After hearing Keros’ answer, Lucia at first thought that her guess was wrong, but then she shook her head and started making ridiculous guesses. Doesn’t it make sense that his father couldn’t concentrate on sparring properly because he was so worried about such things?
Lucia begins to judge Faust’s whereabouts with this in mind, wondering if she may have been preoccupied with finding a nun she liked in the Faust Order.
“Huh? A nun?”
“What did you just say?”
“Hmm…”
And Lucia’s words were enough to draw the attention of the hero party.
Celestine is the first to hear that Faust is having an affair with another nun, leaving her as a saint alone. Iris is the first to hear that Faust is supposed to reign over everyone, but he is undermining that authority himself. Lena feels bad after hearing that the woman she met is herself and that he is creating another woman.
A spark literally ignites in the hearts of everyone in the warrior party except Irene.
“Uh… Huh?”
“…Aigokeros, why did you say that?”
“No, what is this…”
Aigokeros is greatly embarrassed to see the hero party suddenly uttering a statement that does not seem to be any problem, and Irene is dumbfounded to see Aigokeros like that.
Irene, who is seriously thinking about whether her owner is such an idiot and whether her authority is also affected by that stupidity, shakes her head again today and lets out a deep sigh.
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[You know that, right?]
It is a sound that resonates with the soul.
The body and soul are resonating as if riding waves, imitating the waves of that sound. I can’t help but listen.
[Think about it carefully, if there is something, there cannot be an owner who owns that something. At least… Even the weeds growing on the side of the road have an owner called a rabbit, right? The owner of that rabbit is a fox, the owner of that fox is an eagle, and the owners of that eagle are bugs and bacteria that eat and grow on the corpse of an eagle when it dies.]
Faust, who is listening to the voice and the words of the spirit of light, does not give any reply to those words, but he continues his words regardless of the spirit of light.
For the God of Light, the most important thing is not Faust’s persuasion.
Just making the slightest bit of doubt is enough. That doubt will become gold, and that gold will eventually become a crack, and that crack will become an important key that can shatter the solid world of Faust’s imagination.
Therefore, Faust, who knows very well what the Spirit of Light is aiming for, chose the option of not communicating with the Spirit of Light at all, but that does not mean that he can completely block the Spirit of Light from speaking.
The words, or rather the will, of the Spirit of Light are truly a will that shakes the soul, so you can hear them even if you block your ears, and no matter what means you use, you cannot stop the Spirit of Light from speaking.
The choice of listening with one ear and letting it out with the other is also impossible because the spirit of light transmits its will directly to the soul itself, not through sound that relies on the vibration of the air.
[Will a world where authority and systems disappear be truly peaceful? I don’t think so.]
[The mediator will disappear, and everyone will live greedily for their own greed. The end of that greed… Of course will be destruction.]
[Can you really accept such a future, since you cannot even properly solve the limits of life in the first place?]
[Feel this faith flowing through your body. Everyone will look up to you.]
Faust, unable to resist the whispers of the God of Light, desperately ignores the whispers again today and sits still in his chair and wishes.
I hope the day will come soon when we can feel comfortable.